The Darker Side of a Beautiful Life

By E. M. Lee

I wanted to dedicate this work to my best friend ky, and her family
and to my ever supportive family.
I love you all.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Aug 14, 2013
• ISBN: 9781483656809

E. M. Lee

About the Author My name is Elbert Lee Merrick, most people just call me Lee or any little nick name they so choose to give me. I've spent most of my childhood life as a sort of social outcast without many friends. Along with the social awkwardness came some troubles at the home, but that's not what this is about. What I really want to get into is that for me writing and reading, like I did at such a young age, was my escape from reality and most importantly it was, and still is, an outlet for recovery. Not only for myself but for the people I became closest with. At this point in time I have graduated high school, but while I was there I was struggling with demons of my past and the fact that I had made a big move from Virginia down to Florida. There I attended Milton high and my love of writing really flourished. And I began to make some friends weather I wanted to or not. As the bonds I formed with them grew stronger I learned a lot about some of the darker sides and that I wasn't the only one facing personal demons. And thus I found through them and poetry I could exercise these demons, well so to speak, and that is what this is about the chance to share this for whoever will read it.

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Rev. date: 08/12/2013

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Contents

Bad Symphony

Blades Stories

Burning Down The Bridge

Change

Do Not Cry If I Die

Free

How Can I…

I Am Cruel I Am Cold

If

I’ll Be Your Superman

Insane Reality of Sanity

Is There No End

Life of a Love Lost Poet

Lost

Memories

My Friend My Death

Night

Perfection

Rain

Remember

Rock Bottom

Sleepless Night

Star

Stop Me Cold

Symphony

That Broken Feeling

The Dirt and The Dust

The Lie The Truth

The Pain of Self Death

The Way We Die

To See

What Was Lost

Why?

Will You?

Worth

Your Fire

I wanted to dedicate this work to my best friend ky, and her family

and to my ever supportive family.

I love you all.

Bad Symphony

curse be to you the one who

tunes the strings of a heart

your discorded touch your half felt actions

to play a part in a broken melody

that which none can hear but all can see

you pull you play and each note cries

in this dramatic symphony of the heart

beginning without a simple tuning

the notes written down today

never new but always the same

played by all far and wide

across the setting sun and rising tide

the moment of crescendo played in life

cures to you the one who tunes the string of a heart

for you abandon your small part

in the symphony of the heart.

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Blades Stories

Each blade has a story to tell

Some tell a story of care and pride

While others show of use and death

Killing not by will or want

Not for joy or entertainment

Countless times they have been used

An artist’s tool an artist of death

Each death is an enemy

Being slain each kill stops a heart

Back when the blade was an art

A craft mastered by few

Held proudly be fewer

But not all blades

Are used as tools for pain

Neither honor nor glory in a battlefield

But for greed and vengeance and pain

A few use it for pleasure for it

May seem to take away the pain

But in the end all it ever dose is cause

More pain to all those around

For many the blade is a tool

Something to be used for others

The blade is a beautiful work of art

To be used in the hands of the artists

To take a life to preserve a way, a thinking

Of how life should be lived

In the hands of those artists on the battlefield.

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Burning Down The Bridge

watch the glow of ever lasting flame, on that burning bridge. the rising heat of